252: Chapter 252 We must not let our guard down.
The Hundred Flowers Secret Realm should have been a place filled with the songs of birds and the fragrance of flowers, a breathtaking sight, but at this moment, it had completely changed.
The sky presented a heart-palpitating dark blood color, as if the entire world had been soaked in fresh blood.
Between heaven and earth, a thick, impenetrable blood mist permeated the air, making one feel incomparably heavy and oppressed.
The baleful blood energy here had reached an extreme, to the point that the living beings within the secret realm had all lost their intelligence, becoming abnormally violent and ferocious.
They were no longer the docile and cute creatures of the past, but had turned into terrifying blood beasts, ready at any moment to launch attacks on any intruders.
Ye Xuan and Wu Yaoyao moved forward cautiously. They not only needed to exert their full strength to resist the erosion of the baleful blood energy in the blood mist but also had to remain vigilant at all times to prevent the demonic beasts hidden within the mist from suddenly rushing out to launch a sneak attack.
It could be said that every step they took was like walking on thin ice; the slightest carelessness could land them in a situation beyond redemption.
Just at this moment, a roar was heard: "Kill—"
Ye Xuan did not hesitate to reach out and wrap his arm around Wu Yaoyao's soft, slender waist, while his other hand tightly gripped the zhu xian sword.
In an instant, a dazzling sword light streaked across the sky, and that powerful Heaven Profound Realm blood beast was instantly slain, turning into a puddle of bright red blood foam.
"This Hundred Flowers Secret Realm truly lives up to its reputation; it is worthy of being a quasi-forbidden area level secret realm! In just the dozen or so miles we have traveled, we have already encountered at least ten demonic beasts with cultivation above the King Profound Realm!"
Intense sword qi flickered around Ye Xuan's body, forming a sturdy shield that tightly protected both him and Wu Yaoyao within.
He whispered to Wu Yaoyao while observing the movements in the surroundings.
Wu Yaoyao snuggled up beside Ye Xuan, her eyes filled with gratitude, "If it weren't for Brother being by my side, I'm afraid that with my own strength alone, I would never be able to survive in such a dangerous environment."
"Brother is so amazing, your calculations are actually this precise!"
Wu Yaoyao's beautiful eyes lit up instantly, revealing a hint of admiration as she stared straight at Ye Xuan.
The corners of Ye Xuan's mouth curled up slightly as he gave Wu Yaoyao a gentle smile, then he softly took her tender, fair hand, and together they stepped into the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm, where the baleful blood energy was rolling and surging.
"Look quickly, the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm has opened!"
"No way, how is this possible? Even the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master doesn't have such great ability, right?"
The many cultivators on the ground witnessed this scene; some were stunned, while others were extremely excited. One after another, their figures leaped into the air like lightning, rushing into that huge blood-colored rift.
At the same time, the black-robed middle-aged Daoist and the purple-robed youth Ye Xin, who had also flown up, looked at Ye Xuan and Wu Yaoyao entering the secret realm, their expressions turning grave.
"It seems we underestimated that youth earlier; wanting to kill that woman will likely encounter some trouble."
Aunt Xue turned her head and whispered to Ye Xin beside her.
"Hehe, Aunt Xue need not worry. I have a powerful trump card bestowed by the Old Ancestor on me. In a while, not only will I be able to easily kill that woman, but I will also suppress and kill him as well."
Ye Xin's face was brimming with confidence, and subsequently, he and the black-robed middle-aged Daoist plunged into that colorful rift together.
Wu Yaoyao, held tightly in Ye Xuan's arms, felt her stunningly beautiful face hidden beneath the veil flush slightly with a red glow, as alluring as a ripe apple. She spoke in a soft, whispering voice, like the lingering sound of immortals: "Brother enjoys hearing the things this girl says, right!"
Hearing this, a faint, imperceptible smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth, and the arm that was originally holding Wu Yaoyao subconsciously tightened a little more.
"Oh my, Brother, hurry and loosen your grip a bit!" Wu Yaoyao keenly felt Ye Xuan's sturdy, powerful arm tightly wrapping around her, and she couldn't help but blush intensely, gently pushing against him.
She complained bitterly in her heart; why did she feel that this brother of hers was always intentionally or unintentionally teasing her?
"Be a good girl, Yaoyao. The surroundings are filled with a pungent, scarlet blood mist, and the area that the Star Power within Brother's body can cover is very limited. So, Brother is hugging you so tightly entirely because I want to protect you better!"
Facing Wu Yaoyao's playful rebuke, Ye Xuan remained calm and composed, even intentionally hugging her a bit tighter.
At this very moment, he could not only smell the faint floral fragrance emanating from his sister's body, but he could also clearly feel the endless warmth and softness transmitted from her delicate and supple body.
"It truly lives up to the old saying—women are all enchanting creatures made of water!"
Ye Xuan sighed inwardly while looking thoughtfully into the distance.
"According to the map you provided, Yaoyao, the direction we are currently heading in should be correct."
Ye Xuan held his sister's slender waist tightly, raised his gaze, and looked at the huge, scarlet-as-blood sun above his head.
He tightly gripped the zhu xian sword in his hand; the blade flickered with a cold light, as if it could sever all evil in the world.
Subsequently, he took one step after another, firmly marching towards the depths of the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm.
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"Extinguish—"
At the other end of the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm, the black-robed middle-aged Daoist standing side-by-side with Ye Xin shouted loudly and struck out with one palm, causing a terrifying force to erupt.
"Hum—hum—"
In an instant, a giant flower demon standing a hundred feet tall, with strength already reaching the third level of the King Profound Realm, was forcefully suppressed to death.
"Young Master, this Hundred Flowers Secret Realm is truly filled with crisis, and these blood beasts are even more elusive, making them impossible to guard against!"
The black-robed middle-aged Daoist turned his head to say to Ye Xin.
The area around Ye Xin's body was constantly permeated with pitch-black demonic flames; the flower mist that attempted to approach was instantly incinerated upon contact with the demonic flames, thereby effectively preventing the erosion of the baleful blood energy.
"Burn!"
Ye Xin gave a soft shout, and the demonic flames became even more intense, illuminating the surrounding space in a dim light.
"Aunt Xue, we must reach the core area of the secret realm as quickly as possible, find that legendary immortal divine herb—the god spirit flower—and then quickly leave this eerie place."
Ye Xin said in a grave tone to the Dao Protector beside him, and then he and she accelerated together, speeding towards the center of the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm.
"According to ancient records, the god spirit flower should be growing in this abyss of the sea of flowers!"
Ye Xin gently closed the roll of the ancient, worn-out animal skin scroll in his hand, cast his gaze toward the loyal Dao Protector beside him—the middle-aged Daoist—and spoke.
One hour later, the two of them arrived at the depths of the Hundred Flowers Secret Realm—the hinterland.
At this very moment, the clothes they were wearing had long since been soaked through and dyed a scarlet color by the thick, substantial flower mist.
Not only that, but a faint blood mist also permeated their eyes, as if they had suffered the erosion of the baleful blood energy that was ubiquitous within this Hundred Flowers Secret Realm.
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